where I’m very cool for a
short period of time.
I mean like, Steve McQueen stylecoolness.
For exceptionally brief moments.
I glide through the room, a slightknowing smile on my face,
a casual grace electrifies my body
and I just look good.
I say the right thing,I joke just right,
I smile and wink and nod
like I’m part of the whole big
My hair is perfect,My smile is clean,
My outfight is tight,
My words are sharp.
I’m cool for a very shortperiod of time, but then,
I ruin it.
I guffaw, I snort, I chuckle at myown joke.
I awkwardly tuck in my shirt in front
I clean my glasses.
I burp mid-sentence.
I shuffle on my feet,I say the worst possible thing
that is totally contrary to
everything that is cool.
Fonzie was a dork.